The ancient poems describing autumn in the second grade are introduced as follows:
1. "Ascend the High"
Author: Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
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The wind is strong, the sky is high, the ape is screaming in mourning, and the white bird is flying back from the clear sand of Zhugistan.
Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.
2. Translation
The wind is strong, the sky is high, and the cries of apes are very sad. There are birds circling on the riverbank with clear water and white sand.
The endless trees are slowly dropping their fallen leaves, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in.
Sad to the autumn scenery, I have been wandering thousands of miles and have been a guest all year round. I have been plagued by illnesses throughout my life and now I am alone on the high platform.
After going through all kinds of hardships and regrets, my hair has grown gray on my temples, and my heart is full of decadence and I have stopped drinking wine to drink my sorrow.
2. "Mountain Travel"
Author: Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
1. Full text
The stone path on the cold mountain in the distance is slanted, and the white clouds are deep There are people everywhere.
I park my car and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
2. Translation
Going up the mountain along the winding path, there are actually people living deep in the white clouds.
I stopped the car because I love the evening view of the maple forest in late autumn. The maple leaves are stained by autumn frost and are more beautiful than the spring flowers in February.
3. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
Author: Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
1. Full text
Guarding drums to cut off people's walking, bordering The sound of wild geese in autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.
2. Translation
The sound of drums on the garrison has cut off the pedestrian movement, and the mourning of lone wild geese can be heard from the border fortress on the autumn night.
Tonight has entered the Bailu solar term, and the moon is still the brightest in my hometown.
Although there are brothers, they are all separated and go to separate places, and there is no news about them.
Letter home sent to Luoyang City often cannot be delivered, not to mention the frequent wars that have not stopped.